Finding Thor
Mar. 5th, 2019 01:30 amI spent much of the day today following up on D's request to have a copy of the video I'd made, back in 2008, of the first time puppy-Thor met two-year-old Lillian. I remembered having seen it not all that long ago, so I was convinced it was accessible somewhere. I found a number of old photos of Thor, and quite a few of Lillian, by searching my personal files on the drive at work. I spent a while trying to look on the Toshiba with the bad keyboard, but my inability to get the "enter" key to work made it impossible to do a search. Then I realized that my first laptop, the old Lenovo, was the main computer I was using when we got Thor, so I searched there too. I realized I should narrow the search to the dates right after he came home, so I used LJ to narrow that down. And then, voila, LJ let me know that I'd uploaded the video to YouTube, so, yay. Here it is.
Other things I did today: I watched the especially grisly emergency surgery on the season finale of Doc Martin. I took two bags of now-garbage out of the freezer and down to the curb. I returned that alto sax I found in the guest room a few weeks ago back to the high school where it belongs. I visited the very end of J's sword class, for the first time. I found my shovel - the top foot of the handle was sticking out of the snow on my pile of soil in the driveway - and decided it wasn't going to help me chip away the ice on my front walk. And I had a great conversation with D. about his spring term class plans and the classes he might take someday if he majors in Linguistics and gets a certificate in language teaching.
Other things I did today: I watched the especially grisly emergency surgery on the season finale of Doc Martin. I took two bags of now-garbage out of the freezer and down to the curb. I returned that alto sax I found in the guest room a few weeks ago back to the high school where it belongs. I visited the very end of J's sword class, for the first time. I found my shovel - the top foot of the handle was sticking out of the snow on my pile of soil in the driveway - and decided it wasn't going to help me chip away the ice on my front walk. And I had a great conversation with D. about his spring term class plans and the classes he might take someday if he majors in Linguistics and gets a certificate in language teaching.